Harry Potter And The Mad King Of Swords

"So, how much you want for this pot?"

"A fight."

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm a martial artist."

"Alright, so you want to fight me?" I said, looking at his face, which half of was burnt, as well as his hands.

"Yes."

"How about I give you all the money on me?"

"How much?"

"One gold, seven silver, and nine copper."

"Nope, not enough. This pot is worth at least seven gold man. I fought a glowing living energy beam man for it."

"... and you want me to fight you for it?"

"Yep. That or get seven gold."

"Uhh, how about unicorn hair?"

I took out a strand of silver white hair.

He looked at it with a squint. He grabbed it and looked at it.

"That's some good stuff!! Alright, give me the strand and the money."

"Here."

I gave it to him, then he gave me the pot.

Which was quite heavy indeed.

Then I walked out.

Yes! Mission success. Didn't end up needing to fight anyone.

Then I sensed danger in the air, and attempted dodging. However, nothing I did could've let me avoid damage, as I had been struck by lightning.

It had hit the pot and I felt it through the pot. I fell over and took a knee, dropping the pot.

The man came to me, "Oh shit, I'm so sorry man."

Confused, dazed, and shaken I asked, "Wh-What do you mean? Di-Did you cause that?"

"Yeah, sorry. Normally I get struck by lightning instead. It's like a curse. Damn, you must have a.s.s luck."

"What?" I said in an exasperated tone.

"N-Nevermind. You just have shit luck. You alright?"

"Yeah. I don't feel any different."

But I noticed a slight branching redness from my hand to my arm, which was where I held the pot.

"Well. Here." He placed his hand on mines, and then a feeling that I couldn't describe, went through my right arm, dispersing into my body. I immediately felt an intense feeling and started heavily breathing, before it vanished.

The right side of my body felt so much better, but the other still felt like shit.

The red disappeared and my arm felt way better than the rest of my body.

"Oh wow, thanks so much."

"Yeah, no issue. You should probably go now, before you get struck again."

"Alright. Thanks." I said, picking up the pot.

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That was weird as hell. Normally I get struck by lightning. Must be my lucky day!!!

Or his unlucky day haha.

Well, he did get a pot for a pretty bad deal.

Truly beautiful, the unicorn hair was.

Though I wonder, what the f.u.c.k would I do with something so valuable?

Damn. So many possibilities.

Like wow, I could infuse it into some metal... and make a pot haha!

Or maybe I can feed it into a magic fire and create my very own life. Because when Frankenstein's Monster was created, he was completely fine.

Well, that's a lie.

Eh, he only really went apeshit because he was shunned by his creator.

Then again, making a fire spirit might end badly. Creating a being consisting of pure fire might not be so smart.

Maybe a water spirit.

I can use it to summon the left toe of a god to vanquish my enemies. Well, it'd probably only appear for like a few seconds.

Or maybe I can make a unicorn finder, but only find that one unicorn. And it'd probably kill me or escape.

They're notorious for being hella fast. Said to outrun lightning and be able to run on air.

And while I'm pretty fast, I can't go the speed of lightning.

Or I could sell it for my innocence. Nahhhh. Who needs a clean record when you can get your a.s.s kicked every month.

So many possibilities...